Pokémon Detective Pikachu

Has there ever been a great movie based on a video game? The debateable consensus to that question has always been no. Because of that, films adapted from computer games incur very low expectations. Pokémon Detective Pikachu is the latest in a nearly three-decade tradition that began with Super Mario Bros. in 1993. This has received better reviews than other pictures of its ilk. Keep in mind the bar has been set pretty low. I’ll get right to the point. This isn’t a great movie, so the answer is still (sadly) no. However, Detective Pikachu deserves some discussion because it has the potential to make a lot of money. Since 2001, Lara Croft: Tomb Raider starring Angelina Jolie has remained the most monetarily lucrative adaptation of its type. That’s the gold standard based on box office grosses earning $131 million. Given 18 years of inflation, Pokemon Detective Pikachu should easily (duh) shatter that record. Even if we’re adjusting in 2019 dollars, it should still clear $208 million. Pokemon is a global phenomenon.

The Pokémon franchise began with a pair of games for Nintendo’s Game Boy back in 1996. Since then this multimedia conglomeration has gone on to include an anime television series, a trading card game, manga comics, music, books, and a mobile game. Now please do enjoy this live action picture. The tale concerns an insurance salesman named Tim Goodman (Justice Smith). The poor man has learned that his estranged father Harry has died while investigating a case. Humans are usually paired with a Pokemon in this universe. Harry’s former Pokémon partner, detective Pikachu, is a rodent-like creature with powerful electrical abilities. Pokémon don’t normally talk, but this one is different. He’s got a sarcastic point of view with a voice provided by Ryan Reynolds. Harry’s death is suspicious and Lucy Stevens (Kathryn Newton), a junior reporter, is looking into it. She is accompanied by a Psyduck, another Pokémon species. Lucy pens fluff articles, but you can guess by her preternaturally perky demeanor, she’s destined for better things. Although Tim expresses an interest in Lucy, their relationship emits fewer sparks than a damp match. Oh, and the considerable talents of Bill Nighy and Ken Watanabe are criminally wasted in supporting parts.

This adventure is an urban mystery wrapped up in a fantasy. As such, a successful production must rely on the screenplay’s ability to create a fully realized world. The problem is the superficial script credited to five (count ’em—FIVE) screenwriters, isn’t up to the task. Disney’s Zootopia had disparate species coexisting beside each other with a concerted attempt to acknowledge the incongruity. There was a lot of thought put into that story. In contrast, Pokémon: Detective Pikachu puts very little effort into world-building. It just is. Accept it. Fantasy doesn’t have to be moronic. The Wizard of Oz, Star Wars, Lord of the Rings, and Pan’s Labyrinth all advanced something new and exciting. Ryme City is a metropolis inhabited by magical creatures that live alongside humans. The setup could have offered a fiction so deliciously bonkers that it would have won me over by sheer imagination. No such luck. There are brief glimpses. The CGI of the animated characters is amazingly photorealistic. Each creature looked like a living breathing thing. Mr. Mime is a particularly offbeat Pokémon. He’s the highlight of the feature. So strange –in fact– that the writers had to apparently convince the Pokemon company to include him. That’s telling because the rest of the saga isn’t blessed by the bizarro mentality that infuses his creation.

The account settles on being a Sam Spade-style story via film noir. It’s surprisingly bland and predictable. Wags have compared this science fiction as an appropriation of Who Framed Roger Rabbit and Blade Runner. That’s a generous comparison because this doesn’t even remotely approximate the intellectual creativity found within either of those two classics. This is generic. It pains me to write this review because I welcome family entertainment. To his credit, director Rob Letterman (Monsters Vs. Aliens, Goosebumps) steers these cutesy PG-rated shenanigans toward younger viewers. It will certainly provide charms for those raised on this stuff. I can appreciate the concept. If we were talking about a live-action Pac-Man movie, perhaps nostalgia might absolve the minor deficiencies in the work for me. I’ll concede this wasn’t made with me in mind. Pokémon: Detective Pikachu is a film for the millions of already converted fans. Be forewarned, if you don’t know the difference between a Jigglypuff and a Squirtle, you may be underwhelmed.

I can see the lamenting of Bill Nighy and Ken Watanabe in this movie. They were pretty much squandered. I did enjoy this movie though, it brough back fond memories of my brief time in New York state when me and some neighborhood kids would trade cards and collect a bunch of ’em. The days of innocence, those were.